Meeting of Generations

Svenja (red-haired), the undisputed sexfight champion of her generation, enjoyed the warm summer wind caressing her breasts. She was on the verge of retirement from her professional career, but before she hung up her gloves, there was one last challenge she craved. Clara (black-haired), the reigning champion of the current generation, stood before her, equally as skilled and hungry for victory. They had chosen a remote meadow for their showdown in order to settle this most natural of all female contests in an appropriate environment.

The way their slippery pussies met sparked a tribadic war of clitoral clashes the likes of which the world had never seen before in such equality. Two queens, two unmatched pussies matching each other, willing to find out who can prove her sexual superiority. Their movements were purposeful, always careful to identify weaknesses. But the longer they fought and the louder they moaned, the more the simmering impatience spread. Little did Clara and Svenja know that they were in the middle of the most intense sexfight ever.

They watched their hard clits excitedly as they wrestled and both felt a climax inexorably approaching. Juices squirted between their thighs as their cunts slid over each other again and again, leaving threads of lust behind before they came back together repeatedly. Svenja and Clara never wanted to stop because they had finally found a truly worthy opponent. But here only one woman will crown herself queen and pierce her rival with an ultimate orgasm.